Chapter 3

Author's note: Terribly sorry I haven't updated this story in a while, but here's another chapter.

"OoOoOoOoH" Shouted Teen-ag T

"Oh baby a cripple." Said Drogon as he did a cripple back-flip

"Friggin' nitrogen fraccer." whispered a mildly irritated Aucklander

Then I forgot all the place names, because it's been so long since I've last done something relating to GOT.

So Starlight Glimmer oppressed the Democratic People's republic of… umm… *snaps fingers*... "It's on the tip of my tongue I swear!".

So the Gay frogs started putting chemicals into Our water so we turned gay.

"Uno reverse." Said Communist Romau as it Spanked Chrysalis all the way back to Vesailopolis.

This inspired the Englishman that went to central Berlin to spank the residents.

Then Drone decided it had enough of the frigating northerners bois, so it brexited so hard it smashed through the earth's crust.

So Corona time started twirling above the Imperial Japanese Empire that was currently Pushing India into South America though use of borrowed McNukes™.

Then the Germans launched 69 Messerschmitt Me 420s into Ekurhuleni.

"GAS THE JEWS!" Puss shouted

He advisors brought Puss a glass of juice.

"GODDAMMIT, LAST TIME I SAID GLASS OF JUICE, THIS TIME I ACTUALLY WANT YOU TO GAS THE JEWS!" Puss shouted, obviously frustrated.

Gibraltor took this as an excuse to annex the Stormlands using a single division.

"Nutmeg" whispered a small island in the Indian ocean.

"W̷̨̢̨̧̢̨̨̛̛̠͉͎̪̬̞͎͇̲͕̭̣̳̫͉̗̩͍̦̳̲̩̮̩̻̞̘͔̮̜̣̖̖̟͇̼͇͔̲͉͙̘̼͗̾̾̍͊͛͗̄̇̏̿͊̄̓͛̾̓̍̄̈́́̋̂̽̅̽̆̏̄̈́̽̔̇͗̅̂́̿̊́̑̈́̓̚̚̚͘͘͝ͅḨ̶̨̛͔͕̙̣͎̣͎̞͕̭̖͇̣͋̆̍͂͐͂̒̽̔͐͛̈́̄͑͒̊̍̾̒̾́͊̌͂͘͘͠͠Ą̴̨̥͙̝̥̺̩̞̲̻̘̙͇͖̻̥̥̮̪͎̙̓̏͋͐͒̀͗̿͊̈́͗̋̏́̈́̏̀̍͋̅̂̌͑͗͘͘͜͠͝͝T̴̡̛̞̥̬͙̼̲͉͔̖̪̦̬̺̱͚̣̳̟̰̥͍͍̙͍̳̲͈̻̥̭̺̳̩̭̤̲͔̯̪̥̝̳̦͒̀͌̌̅̈́͂͌̀̊̆͗̒̇̔̀͆̋́̔͑͐̓̂̈͋͑͋̓̀͊̇̇̽͌͝͝͝ͅͅͅ'̶̨̞͓̞͎̖̩̼̤̤̔ͅS̴̙͚͔̠̟̫͙͓͇̭͛̌̒̆͋̀̉͛͗͆̀̆͊̈́̽̇̒͋̑̈́͗͊̎̎͊̄͆͆͘̚̕͠͝ ̵̢̝̩̮̖̗̗͖̹̬͉̮̙́́́̀͗͛́̊̿̑̑̅̾̑̔̓̋͆̐̂̈́͘̚͝͠͝T̴̡̧̢̛̩̗͎̳̞̝̻̩͉͖̥͕͇̣̟͚͕̩̗̙͎͓̹̣̺̳̬̼͊͋̅͒̍̊̈́͒̈́͂̌̀̀͛̄̂̈̍͂́̾́̀̚͘͜͝͠Ḩ̶̨̡̧̡̲͎͇̲͚̯̺̞͕̰̥̖̝̖̥̖̦̪͔͉͉̖̱̖̭̏̔͗̀́̇̄́̈́̀̚͘͜͜͝͝A̷̧̡̨̨̨̡̩͍̳̙̯͍͉͙͙͓͚̤̻͓̝͍̠͆͐̌̅̃͗̚͜͜͜͜T̷̨̨̬̹̠̤̫͉̫̘̙͇͖͚̯͉͉̪̩͇̼̩̥̞̬̝̤͎͖͇̹͔̳͌̄̅͜ͅ ̷̢̧̧͎̥̫̺̝̙͎̤̻͖̔͐̍͑͌̀̿̔̄̀̿̆͊̔̃͗͗̇͋̃̃̒͒̀̈̂̒͑͗́̀̓̕̚͝͠͝͠͠Ḯ̷̢̨̡̧̡̨̢̢̗̪̹̩̪̘̰̼̮͚̰̞̮͙̺͇̼̮̻̻͔͍̻͉̣̬̠̝̥̝̝̭̙͂́͐͋̓̐̓̌͂̏̾̄̈́̀̉̓́̿̿̒͐̑͋̋̔͆͒͑͂͘̚͜͜͜ͅ ̵̧̡̡̨̢̨̢͕̣̻͔̳͓̪̹̻̣̻͉̝͈͇͈̱͔͈̘̙̮͉̟͕̪̘̦͗́͜͜ͅͅH̶̡̢̙͎̻̗͉͕̹͇̟͓̦͖̩̤͔̫̙̞̮̟̩̘̱̯̹͈̰̥̠͓̙͖̯̿̈́̑̿̓̒͊̎̎͒̋̓̌̂̊͐̊̓̑̂̿̑̿̇͆̽̚̕͝͠Ę̴͎̤̮̹̘͖̗̝̹̟̥̱̰̻̹͖̤͇͔̹̤̥̺͕̩̩͓̬̝̮̣̺̺͎͎̪̈̽̾̓̕Ǎ̸̡̻͍̗̞̳̖̘̳͉̪͐͋̾̆̀̆̍͆̄͗̓̾̈́̀̋̐̓̌͑̍̈́̓̈́̈́̃̀̈̽̂͑̃R̴̡̭̤͉͔͙̦͇̯̩̟̺̳͇̔̈̀͛̈́͐̎͊̈͊̽̈̉̌̓̑̂͗̕͘͝ͅ?̸̢̢̡̨̛̘̝̪̻̱̞̞̰̣̖͙̰̭̖̥̥̜͈͎̪̘̬̂̑͆͊̊̎͑͗̂̀͐́̀̐͒̑̓̿̂̌͛͗͐̊͂̕͘͜͜͝ͅͅ" Asked the Dutch, making the lines above and below hard to read.

The Max Barry decided to actually add war to Nationstates, which caused Industrialville to steamroll a few nations with a steam roller the size of a nation.

"You know what else is big?" asked Jesus, "My bible collection."

So Halifax died of Mad Cow disease, which made me allergic to sunlight.

"Eh it dosen't matter, I haven't seen the sun since the 20th of April, 1969 anyway." I said nonchalantly.

"Hippity hoppity, I will abolish private property" Said Genghis Khan on roblox.

"I'm sorry, I would have sung a song parody, but for the life of me, I can't think of anything that would perfectly suit this part in the story." Said the Texan Gravel.

Author's note: Well here it is, finally the 3rd chapter of whatever this thing is.